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Um, don’t forget the fanny pack. Oh, sorry. I saw Birkenstocks, and my mind went right to the matching fanny pack. Let me know when you do your 10 Steps to Become a Lesbian, because hello, SITE TRAFFIC.

I consider myself a hippie, but let me show you how I differ from your points:
1) I like my body and my clothing clean, thank you very much. But, my clothes are often worn, a bit worse for wear, not in fashion and above all comfortable. Looking like that might seem dirty. Since I cook for people I’m a maniac about keeping my hands clean to the point of obsessiveness.
2) nah, that stuff is for kids with nothing to do.
3) I do love tie-dye, but I true hippi would go for the sort of edwardian stuff that people wore in the summer of love. tie dye came about in the 70’s!
4) nah. That’s for young girls. But, you could read the tao te ching and ponder how useless ambition really is.
5) bingo. My hair on my head and face grows until it “stops by itself…” But that’s not always true for all.
6) when I was a kid I lived on the road. These days I rarely venture from the comfort of my home.
7) I feel like Veal picatta tonight baby. I tolerate vegetarians, but loathe vegans. You can’t cook for them! hah!
9) I do love my birks, always with socks (and shorts). But more often it’s my crocs. I’m sure that made you cringe. Before my feet went bad, it was barefoot baby.
10). If only. Far out works too, especially when we’re stoned.

Here’s my hippi list:

1) Love long insanely mesmerizing music like The Grateful Dead, String Cheese Incident, and so forth
2) Don’t trust the establishment, and keep reinventing what that means
3) love pleasure
4) love love
5) love cannabis, acid, and mushrooms even if you’ve long since given it up for an evening martini. Well, almost.
6) secretly wish that you had a vw bus and could just follow some band around instead of going to work ever again
7) when in doubt, twirl.

Becky: We all do things after LOTS AND LOTS OF WINE. Hugging a tree is the least of my worries. Now if it was something that involved farm animals, I’d worry. *raising my glass to my Wisconsin “hippie” friend*